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Chapter 84 You are wrong

"Found it? Now that I've found it, what else are you doing?"

The Zhao family is one of the few aristocratic families that has not taken any action.

After all, the relationship between the two families is not harmonious, and the Moh family has declined in the past two years. Now Zhao Feng does not take the Moh family seriously at all.

Therefore, the Zhao family had no idea about the situation outside before.

The servant, on the other hand, was almost crying right now.

Now he said urgently:

"Master, the child has been found, but it is said that someone from our family kidnapped the young master of the Mo family. Now, the Mo family has surrounded us... Master, please go and have a look!"

"What?"

Zhao Feng was startled, stood up from his position suddenly, and said angrily:

"What a Mo family, you really think that my Zhao family is easy to bully... Well, I want to see what you can do to my Zhao family!"

With that said, Zhao Feng waved his sleeves and strode out.

**

Spring nights are still a bit spooky.

There is a strange Xiao Sa in Qinglan City.

When Zhao Feng, the head of the Zhao family, walked out of the study and came to the front yard, his expression suddenly changed.

But I saw hundreds of black shadows standing on the towering Zhao family wall.

They were shrouded in darkness and their figures were blurry. But through the darkness of the night, the seal characters with the word "ink" on their clothes could still be vaguely seen.

It is indeed the Mo family!

Zhao Feng's face was gloomy. At this time, the Zhao family members who heard the noise also ran out one after another. When they saw the situation around them, they were startled. Immediately, hundreds of Zhao family guards poured out and stood in the mansion.

Knife alert.

The tense atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.

Zhao Feng glanced around and saw that there were many people from the Mo family, but no one was in charge.

But yes, the Mo family has been in decline two years ago. Mo Yanjing, an old man who practiced martial arts until he became disabled, Mo Qingyun is bedridden, and Mo Qiancheng is the only one who can take him seriously.

It's a pity that after all, he is just a young boy who just fooled around for a while and then went to Wushuang City to seek death...

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately calmed down. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he raised his voice:

"You and I have always been in harmony with each other. Do you really think that everyone in our Zhao family is like this today?"

"What? No one from your Mo family can stand up and speak out now? Oh, how dare you come to my Zhao family..."

Zhao Feng stood in the front yard with his sleeves swaying slightly and his face cold. But after shouting a few words, the Mo family members around him remained unmoved.

No one spoke, but it made people feel even more frightened.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Feng immediately snorted coldly. But at this moment, he heard footsteps suddenly coming from outside, and then, with an ear-splitting sound, the red door of Zhao's house was blasted open with a palm.

Accompanied by a creaking sound, the broken vermilion door was overwhelmed by the weight, crumbled, and then collapsed.

Then, a bloody humanoid object was thrown in instantly.

The darkness blurred the vision, but made the blood more intense.

The Zhao family in the yard were stunned. For a moment, they didn't even see what it was.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard again, and then several Mo family members were seen walking in from outside.

At this time, Zhao Feng's expression turned extremely ugly, and he said angrily:

"Audacious! A mere Mo family dares to be so bold now! Do you really think that my Zhao family is a piece of paper? Are you acting like this today to intimidate my Zhao family? I tell you, it's delusional!"
Chapter completed!
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